Chen Fang's face was full of confusion, what else can you guess, these sacks of seeds, if you want to say that they are delicious, they are delicious.

He couldn't understand that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had any special habits?

In Chen Fang's suspicious gaze, Li Ming squatted on the ground and stared at it carefully and carefully.

It will take some time for these crops to be cultivated. He also asked just now, and Takumu also said this......

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